This is a song about "Summr tape"

I'm falling victim to a revolutionary song

I wish i can send you a tape after your gone

Nothing but my dreams matterhoping for better days

This mix tape is shit, so lets get to the chase

Calling niggas out, who tape themselves burning papers

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years

For that living large, but mama i ain't done yet

I also wrote you a song it's in your tape deck

Nigga, fuck you. yeah, just you

Picked up the tape, the whole tv too

I had a cape but lost the tape

I don't mind if you niggas hate

Stop the tape! this kid needs to be locked away! (get him!)

I still keep it indie, y'all worried the dow slim

Your demo tape don't mean shit to me

A military mind mean money